Quick update
7 April 2010 21:29![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maystoneDar had to rush back to Cape Breton this afternoon. Her dad's biopsy reports are in, and the news is worse than she thought it would be. Her dad called this morning to say that the oncologist wants to meet with her and her dad tomorrow, so we flew around like crazy people today getting her out of here in time to catch a 5PM flight out of Toronto. I worry about her. She took a couple steps back in her health today. The stress isn't helping of course. Good thoughts, guys, please.
I have a day-long test in London (Ontario *g*) tomorrow. I've been trying to get to this for over a year now, but it's had to be rescheduled for one reason or another. It's a neuropsychological exam that will 1) set a baseline for my cognitive functioning (over two years after lupus has been chipping away at my brain), and 2) pinpoint particular areas of concern. You know, of all the losses that lupus has brought me, it's my loss of language and memory that affects me most, bothers me the most. I used to be an educator. I used to be able to play with language as easily as I breathe. I hate having to struggle to find common words now. I used to do amateur theater; there's no way I could memorize lines now. Or learn a new language.
Anyway. Being the weird thing that I am, I actually enjoy taking these types of tests, so I'm not nervous at all. I'm looking forward to the experience. I am not looking forward to the 2-hour drive in the driving rain that it will entail - especially since I can't take my usual meds to help me stay sharp because it will affect the outcome of the tests. I think I'm going to take something short-acting just to get me there in one piece. I've had enough experience with the London medical system to know that nothing starts on time anyway. It'll be good.
And speaking of good - I got a llama mug in the mail today from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
caerwynx! Thank you so much, my friend. It was a little miracle in two ways. First, I received notice yesterday that I had "an item" waiting for me at the post office. For that reason I drove Mark into work this morning and kept the car so I could get to the post office. If I hadn't done that, I don't know how we would have managed to get Dar on that plane today. And second, that silly llama face makes me grin every time I look at it. And that really is a miracle these days. Much love to you, honey.
I have a day-long test in London (Ontario *g*) tomorrow. I've been trying to get to this for over a year now, but it's had to be rescheduled for one reason or another. It's a neuropsychological exam that will 1) set a baseline for my cognitive functioning (over two years after lupus has been chipping away at my brain), and 2) pinpoint particular areas of concern. You know, of all the losses that lupus has brought me, it's my loss of language and memory that affects me most, bothers me the most. I used to be an educator. I used to be able to play with language as easily as I breathe. I hate having to struggle to find common words now. I used to do amateur theater; there's no way I could memorize lines now. Or learn a new language.
Anyway. Being the weird thing that I am, I actually enjoy taking these types of tests, so I'm not nervous at all. I'm looking forward to the experience. I am not looking forward to the 2-hour drive in the driving rain that it will entail - especially since I can't take my usual meds to help me stay sharp because it will affect the outcome of the tests. I think I'm going to take something short-acting just to get me there in one piece. I've had enough experience with the London medical system to know that nothing starts on time anyway. It'll be good.
And speaking of good - I got a llama mug in the mail today from
caerwynx! Thank you so much, my friend. It was a little miracle in two ways. First, I received notice yesterday that I had "an item" waiting for me at the post office. For that reason I drove Mark into work this morning and kept the car so I could get to the post office. If I hadn't done that, I don't know how we would have managed to get Dar on that plane today. And second, that silly llama face makes me grin every time I look at it. And that really is a miracle these days. Much love to you, honey.
